put on the suit, let's go a few rounds

Tim woke up, feeling totally content. That had been some night last night, he thought with a blissful sigh, still half-asleep. Out of habit, his hand wandered over to the other side of the bed, reaching for something next to him. When he found nothing, his eyes snapped open.

By the bed, Kon was already up, bending down and picking up his clothes, which lay scattered for obvious reasons, on the floor. For a moment, Tim sat there in complete awe, his eyes drawn to every muscle, ever speck of skin on Kon’s body.

Oh great, now I’m hard again, Tim thought, which would not have necessarily been a bad thing if not for the fact that Kon was up and out of bed (and getting dressed!), instead of snuggling underneath the covers with him in all his naked glory.

This evidently did not sit well with Tim.

“Not that I’m not appreciating the view, but what the hell are you doing out of bed?” he grumbled.

Kon turned. “Oh you’re up,” he said and then grinned. “I didn’t expect you to be awake so soon. I kept you up half the night after all.” His grin became a leer as he took in Tim’s own nakedness.

Tim flushed, feeling more aroused as Kon continued to stand there, but said, “That’s not answering my question.”

Kon shrugged. “I was going to get us breakfast,” he said, looking away and rubbing the back of his head. “You know, do that whole boyfriend thing.”

Tim honestly didn’t know what to say, but he could feel his face growing hotter by the second, and his heart was hammering furiously.

“Or…” he found himself saying, “you could just come back to bed… a-and stay with me.”

It was Kon’s turn to look at him, and it was only for the sake of his dignity that Tim forced himself not to look away. Then Kon’s face broke into a broad smile.

“Well, since you put it that way,” he said finally, flinging his shirt behind him.

Before Tim knew it, Kon was straddling him by the waist, his hands moving their way up his chest and making Tim shiver at his touch.

“I’m sorry I left the bed,” he murmured, his lips just an inch away. “I’ll make it up to you.”

Tim smiled and snaked his arms around Kon’s neck, tugging him closer. “Okay,” he agreed, just as Kon kissed him.